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Right about it
Now tell me how you love it
You know you're at the top when only heaven’s right above it
We onnnn
‘Cause we onnnn

[Drake]
Who else really tryna fuck with Hollywood Cole? I’mwith
Marley G, bro
Flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows
And I wanna tell you something that you prolly should know
This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow
And uh, my real friendsnever hearin’ from me
Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me
That’s why I pick and choose, I don’t get shit confused
I got a small circle, I’m not with different crews

We walkthe same path, but got on different shoes
Live in the same building, but we got different views
I got a couple cars I never get to use
Don’t like my women single, I like my chicks in twos

Andthese days all the girls is down to roll
I hit the strip club and all them bitches find a pole
Plus I been sippin’, so this shit is movin’ kinda slow
Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it’stime to go

[Lil Wayne]
Now tell me how you love it
You know you´re at the top when only heaven’s right above it
We on
It’s Young Money, motherfucker
If you ain’t runnin’ wit it, run from it,motherfucker, all right

Now somebody show some money in this bitch
And I got my B’s with me like some honey in this bitch, ya dig?
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I don’t bust back, because Ishoot first

Meet me on the fresh train
Yes, I’m in the building, you just on the list of guest names
And all of my riders do not give a fuck, X Games
Guns turn you boys into pussies, sex change
AndI smoke ’til I got chest pains
And you niggas know I rep my gang like Jesse James
Women are possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne
I been fly so long I fell asleep on the fuckin’ plane
Skinnypants and some Vans
Call me Triple A, get my advance in advance, amen
As the world spin and dance in my hands
Life is a beach, I’m just playin’ in the sand
Uh, wake up and smell the pussy
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